lullaby and goodnight

right, i should be going to bed now. but. it's empty. there's no rach in it and there isn't going to be. so why would i want to get in it, i ask you? ok, yeah, there's that sleep thing. i guess it's worthwhile. and there's the work first thing in the morning thing. right. bleh.

camillafarfalla and i had a lovely calm evening. we ate scrambled tofu and watched the buffy musical and pane e tulipanni (no clue whether i spelled that right) and chatted. sweet movie. ivyblossom, you should know that if we find camilla under a bus tomorrow, it's your fault. she arrived carrying pages of your story she had read on the way and told me your writing is so good it sometimes makes her want to throw herself under a bus. she said other, nicer, less frightening things about it too. :)

ok, to bed with me. so i can get up in the morning and hear the priest. that's right. priest. tomorrow is the pulpit exchange. haha catholics! you get the evil!minister tomorrow. ::snicker::

hear my humble plea

the minister made a little funny this morning. she was running around while we rehearsed, getting ready to go hang with the catholics. one of my choristers said something to her like, we'll have better music than you and she replied with,yeah, but we get refreshments. ahaha.

our catholic guy for the day was ok. not a very well crafted sermon, really, but his point was well taken. i found myself paying more attention to his severe boston accent. the kind that extends past the elimination of r's where they should be and addition of them where they shouldn't - and into the realm of ahsk and cahn't.

and then i came home and fell over. i do not feel much in the way of goodness right now. the couch is my friend - also the tissues and the tea. and, soon i hope, the girl. she's on her way back. good.

oh, and we sang just a closer walk with thee and precious lord (mlk's favorite) this morning. the unfortunate thing for me was the influence of lotr on my hearing of precious lord. yeah. i don't think i need to say more.